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Post by Deleted on Mar 4, 2019 11:59:38 GMT
She was tired and she was still pulling all of the pieces out. It was one thing to look over a puzzle and it take her hours to put it together or look at a car and know exactly what was wrong with it by cheating to use model toys but it was a completely different story when you involved people. She did not try to look at people as pieces to a puzzle but still she could not help it. Thankfully there was nothing complicated about her cousins and their friends all she needed to do was get them all in the same place which had put her in Atlanta at the airport. "This is some straight up cow manure." Mouth like a pg 13 sailor would eventually be her downfall she was sure. "Where are they?" She had been told to meet them at the exit near Gate 4 and here she was standing near it and she had yet to see either of them. She sighed as she pulled out her phone and hit the 7. "Micah, how can I help you?". She froze for a second and finally spoke. "Hey it's me the coolest cousin ever. I need to tell you something and I do not need you to freak out but first how much do you love me?" "You were late weren't you?" he asked her."To be fair she's early and I was really busy this past week and okay yes I was late but if she was early it does not make me late it makes me on time and her just early. Anyway I don't see her so what do you want me to do?" She took a minute to look around and then spoke. "Hey I need an answer." "Are there still people getting off of the plane Deci?" His tone was straight laced which was very unusual for him but it was needed at least for the moment. "Uh..yes it looks like there might be a few more getting off but she needs to hurry up. I am supposed to go to dad's race track today and if I am late it will be another few months before I get the courage up again." "I'm going to go with you. I don't want you to have to deal with that so just stay put please. She's going to be the very last person off because that's just how she does. She's easier than the next person I need you to go get so let me know if you need anything else." With that he hung up the phone and when she heard the click she finally found a seat and pulled out her cube. "If I'm going to be here a while waiting good thing I brought my own entertainment." Cae Mire
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Post by Deleted on Mar 7, 2019 2:34:00 GMT
Her eyes stared out as the people began to depart and she could see the figure standing off in the distance. "Cici?" she said as she finally got off the plane and that same figured came into view but was now sitting playing with an object; a cube she realized as she got closer and finally spoke. "Decipher Nottingham I should have known Micah was not coming." Her voice was almost expectant of it but still she was pleased with seeing this young lady. She took a seat and took the young lady in again trying to remember this was the gypsy one right? That sounded fun and carefree and yet she sat still as she crossed her legs and pondered what to say to her. "So a gypsy type of lifestyle?" That was too wild for her to imagine. "I think I like you already but I am not really a fan of your cousin sending you to get me when he strictly said in his letter that he would be here to pick me up though I knew it was a lie." She leaned over and elbowed the young woman. "Once the people empty out we can go. I do not want you to take this the wrong way but I do not need anyone to watch over me. I'm good now and being older I can watch out for myself and I really want that cube." She reached over in an attempt to take it but waited to see the young woman's reaction first as she continued on. "He told me you play with that thing all the time ever since well the passing of your father. Sorry about that by the way and you know I would have came but I do not do the whole funeral process. It's not the thought of saying goodbye because everything ends it's the whole fact that someone expects you to stare down at a casket or at an urn and not lose your mind." She thought that the cube might be special to her but she did not know. "Anyway am I crashing at your place or are we mall rats only adult versions?" Micah Nottingham
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Mar 10, 2019 12:19:06 GMT
Post by Deleted on Mar 10, 2019 12:19:06 GMT
She watched the young woman's hands and after a few minutes shook her head no. "No one gets this. It comforts me but I set up a place for you because if you can not tell already I am simply the girl that gets the smaller things done when Micah has decided he needs it done but does not feel like actually doing it." She had no problem with Cae but she was not exactly sure what she could do either. "So, wait I almost forgot.." She sighed as she reached over and put her cube into her bag and pulled out a smaller bag that had a small mist coming from it. "Milk as specified by Micah, shake it for one minute straight and then turn it up and drink it all and recycle the plastic." If she had to teach this young lady about recycling then she would rather spend her days back with her Aunt. "No rats here just a simple plan though I am going to need to know what the last thing that you remember is." She sighed and waited. ---Meanwhile---- Everyday like clockwork he made one last delivery to end his week and this was no different. Though as he made sure the reception to his phone was off and watched her eat he didn't understand what she meant. "Come again?" his voice rang out like a question. "I do not have my material which means I will have to go buy more. You had to pick up my bag a couple of days ago which I do not have to tell you I want back." He had been in a rush so as much as he wanted to tell her that she was wrong he could not. "Do not go stupid on me now Micah. You and I go back even farther than you can remember. You were just a little tot, running around driving the one known as the toymaker bonkers for sure. Point being we are both older now and I need my ribbon. I like to use it to make outfits and such, bows, streamers" she said with a slight chuckle. So I'm going to need you to put that brain that you no doubt got from your father to use and tell me where it is.""Well I gave it to my sister because I thought it was hers. Honestly you guys need to carry something around other than bags. She carries a bag, Decipher carries a bag, you carry a bag. It's all confusing." She took a bite of her food and looked at him. "Ribbon Harmony has my ribbon? Eek!" It was not a happy eek but a more of a oops type of eek. He looked at her. "I don't get it." She shook her head as she put her hand on his shoulder as she spoke. "Damn kid, for a person with some perception boost or whatever it is, you are completely missing the mark." He cocked an eyebrow at her. "Well first off that's rude and second off maybe your mark is too much black and white, ever thought about that?" She shook her head before speaking. "Calm down sailor was a joke at best but this is why I like you. Micah, Micah always wanted to come out and play but you know how the saying goes right? Lightning never strikes twice in the same spot or something like that right which in this case means you got your chance and as usual you squandered it." She put her hands up to her eyes and balled them up as she turned them imitating tears. "So I have to move on now but since you lost my ribbons and I have to get new ones, I am going to need someone's...ears. She smiled at him as she flicked both of his ears and continued on. "Remember the first time is always the hardest but you got this baby boy. Now normally it's just one body piece of my choosing but because it took me forever to both curve and carve those S's and then double stitch the circle and embed the rest of it. I poked myself at least twenty times so yes both ears and don't flinch. People that you are harming don't like it when you flinch, it just makes the process take longer than it should."
Cae Mire
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Mar 11, 2019 15:21:59 GMT
Post by Deleted on Mar 11, 2019 15:21:59 GMT
She shook her milk and watched as the mist disappeared. "One minute can be a lifetime" she said as she continued to shake. "I remember most of it but then I remember stuff that I am not sure is real too." Drawbacks to keep everything in check was understandable and yet she was speaking scared to say it seemed but she went on anyway still shaking the bottle. "Sixty seconds and not a second less or a second more. Okay here goes I remember that neither one of us were meant to be. It was just a flash and then there we were but I also remember that Micah was not meant to be either so it's a trickle down effect I believe." Her wisdom was her comfort but it was also her betrayal most times and yet she turned towards her. "Cici they called him the boy that got saved and it was true but it was also a catalyst back then. His saving was my saving and my mind began to recall it all and the memories are painful, happy, and some of them I wish I did not have but that is my name is it not? He said that a trove is a place to store things and so I bare both this name and this power but not everything is good." She supposed that the trove and the mire were both reflections of her in name form for not her physical but her mental too. "My memories the good ones are reflections of a trove a place to store delightful stuff but the bad ones are like a mire. So when you ask me what I remember do you want the good or the bad?" She was a catch twenty two in a way. "The one thing I remember the most is that Micah, you, and I are illogical in a logical world and our only source of making any sense out of all three of us I hear calls herself Ribbon now and is running away from who she is. So unless you can tell me that your cube harnesses something to make her stop running and just accept her duty I fear we are screwed, swamped down by not my memories but hers." She blinked and realized it had been exactly sixty seconds so she turned her milk up and drunk it all as she wiped her mouth and then placed the cap back on the bottle as she looked at Decipher. "Does it or is it really just a toy tied to a memory of your father?" Micah Nottingham
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Mar 13, 2019 11:47:19 GMT
Post by Deleted on Mar 13, 2019 11:47:19 GMT
He tried his best to keep eye contact with the blonde but when she flicked his ears the lack of ringing in both caused him to slightly freeze and then he was back. "S's?". He still stayed completely still as he looked around and once he was mostly sure that they were alone he finally spoke again. "I'll get those ears and when you say S's..." Piece by piece you have to lay out the story and you have to weave it softly so that it makes sense and this is the part of the story where he realized just how much he had screwed up. "I need to go, don't you even think about leaving until I get back!" He tried to be demanding but crap he failed hard. Once he was out he pulled out his phone and spoke. "Crap, still no reception" he said as he looked around and spotted a tree off in the distance. "Screw this woman and her trees," he said as he ran down through the trail and straight towards the tree. As he ran the branches came into view and he was able to dodge most of them but he did gather a few whips along his upper right eye and down his right shoulder as his shirt collected a few rips along the way. Once he got to the tree he steadily began to climb but his right shoulder was of no use so he had to put extra pressure on his left shoulder which caused his face to turn red and streams[/s] of tears began to flow from the pain. "She set me up." It was a harsh realization because how could she? He looked up and pulled himself along one of the branches and sat there as he heard the blonde whistling and he looked down. "Speeeectra!" she said as she leaned up against the bottom of the tree and shook her head at him. She plopped down on the ground and began to pick at the leaves. "Come down out of the tree. Ribbon didn't set you up on purpose she just wants you to have a front row seat to the show. She's your sister and she loves you but she could not have you quite going out and playing hero just yet but don't worry you are going to get the chance." She picked up a few of the leaves and tossed them above her head. -------Meanwhile------ "Well," she said to her "you really know how to suck the mood out of a room. I was fishing around hoping that you would go with a good memory but we both know I'm the fishing expert around here and you are not but damn that sucks." She really did believe so as she looked down at her cube and spoke again. "I wish I could tell you that it harnesses some type of power but this is just something my dad and I used to do together and I just can't let it go so that's my issue but it's not here or there." She knew that Cae was right and she hated it so she began to go through her bag and pulled out a drawing pad and began to use both of her hands to draw a picture. It was the start of the illogical. "You're right at least about us being illogical which is why I need you to understand Ribbon now. Ribbon is no longer the Mallory Faye that we knew back then and I guess that is why on his second death bed my father told me I had to find you guys and help you put it all together because this is already deciphered it just needs to be put together so that she can hopefully come to her senses." She drew a gymnast silhouette covered in ribbons from head to toe and tried to remember the words of her father. "She's bogged down but the ribbons ease the pain because they were created by the streamer specifically for her. The streamer never knew what life was except to walk in an island of pain so she made it her mission to ease the pain but while easing the pain the memories still flow like a fish upstream." She stopped drawing for a minute and went on. "The streamer was there in the back watching back when we were all younger. Ribbon's mind is..faltered a bit. I think that you are the best person to understand this and I am not telling Mila so this stays a secret between you, myself and Micah, understood?" Cae Mire
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Post by Deleted on Mar 16, 2019 1:34:08 GMT
Her eyes rested on the bag and then quietly followed to the young woman's hands as they began to draw. She pulled her legs up into the seat as she watched and listened and she felt her heart relax and beat just a little off beat. They all had secrets she thought as she heard her speak and put her eyes on the drawing. "Pain is something that we are all synonymous with just in our own way but I guess we are like anchors then?" She hated the fact that she was asking it as questions because she was wise but all wisdom went out the window when the illogical and logical began to mix. It took her back to her shaking her milk up and her hands began to shake as if the bottle was still there even though it was not which caused her just to put her hands under her legs as she sighed. "Well I will help as much as I can. If I could just look at your drawing a minute?" She turned her head so that she was making sure to check out the drawing from all perspectives but it seemed normal which was a relief. "Faltered?" she said as she still sat on her hands but she knew what that meant. "She's losing her memories from her childhood." She sighed as she could not imagine that. "Are you sure?" She felt bad questioning a woman who carried such an enormous bag but how could she be so sure and though she sounded sure Cae simply thought that might be a charade. "I guess you would know what is going on considering that you two are family. Okay I will do what I need but I need to see Micah first." It just seemed important though if you asked her later she would tell you that she was almost an expert at dragging things out. "So I don't suppose you would have a BOP IT in that bag would you?" She finally removed her hands from under her legs and stood up. "You know we can go to that race place without Micah right? Usually he would be here by now if he was going to show up." She licked the side of her hand and waited for Cici to speak. Micah Nottingham
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Mar 17, 2019 13:10:59 GMT
Post by Deleted on Mar 17, 2019 13:10:59 GMT
Man he felt like he was sort of stuck in this tree as he looked down at the crazy lady who was throwing up leaves. He carefully climbed down and spoke. "Kasey, it seems I have pulled a bit of a white rabbit and I am late for a very important date. You seem to be in the middle of something so I will bring you those ears. It will probably take me about a week but I should be able to acquire a couple and in that time I should also be able to get you more ribbon." He was more interested in how the ribbon would act with someone else though. "See you soon." He was "nice" enough to pour a few leaves over her head. As he squirted the last of the hand sanitizer on his hands he spotted and heard her as she said that he would usually be here by now. "Sorry I got lost giving out my last delivery but yes race track. You did me a solid and I am not making you wait this time." He put his hand behind his head nervously and motioned for them to follow him. "Decipher please let Cae ride with you, I do not have enough room for her on my bike." He was intentionally avoiding her like the plague. "Just follow me," he said as he found his bike. He had inherited the motorcycle and his cousin got the car. She got in and opened the door for the young lady. "Come on if he beats me to that track I will never hear the end of it." She turned and threw the back seat buckle over her bag as she waited. "Come on, my mom's waiting there I think unless I got my days mixed up which is possible." Cae Mire
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Mar 18, 2019 10:48:34 GMT
Post by Deleted on Mar 18, 2019 10:48:34 GMT
She started to say something but what was the use so she just slid into the seat and spoke. "I can only imagine how terrible that would be" she said as she put her seat belt in and spoke. "If you want to please not go to fast I would appreciate it. I mean I do not get sick or anything off of it but still if we could just go fast enough to get there but not fast enough for you to kill me it would all be appreciated." Why was she always coming up in situations like this but she turned to her. "There seems to be a little competition thing going on between you and your cousins and I really hope that I am wrong but if you could just not take it out on the gas pedal and me and the bag. You seem really attached to that bag so yeah if you could just not take it out on any of those I would really appreciate it." She smiled but she also ducked down deep into her seat just in case. "I'm okay I swear I just have heard a few things and I just want to live to be like thirty but yeah let's go." She had been extremely lucky enough to defy the odds once but she knew enough to know that it was not happening again. "Come on Cici let me see those driving skills." 3,2,1 right? Micah Nottingham
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Mar 19, 2019 14:22:56 GMT
Post by Deleted on Mar 19, 2019 14:22:56 GMT
She looked at her and spoke. "No competition here, Micah just thinks that he can outdo me just because he can perceive things better but as I tell him you can not really perceive what is going to happen on the road. Besides we're going to play chicken with you when I say so I am going to need you to undo that seat belt and get in the back. After I count to three I'm going to need you to jump onto the back of that bicycle which should throw off the weight and I will win." She did not like losing to him. Losing to anyone else was fine but to the family big mouth she could do without it. "Hold on and you know I am glad to know that I can trust you." She found the keys and started the car. She was going to be nice and let Micah go out first. "Go on Micah I do not want you wrecking into me with your horrible driving skills." He looked at her and looked around for his helmet. "Okay but I forgot my helmet so I'm going to have to burn you pretty fast." He took off and she sighed as she turned back to her. "That boy should have gotten his ass whooped long ago. You see we all have problems right but Micah's is the fact that he just got to do whatever he wanted. Sure he got older in age but honestly he's just a big kid. He was doing well until you had that small relapse. He still will not talk about it." She hit the gas hard and the screech was only an indication that she loved being behind the wheel a little too much. She came up on Micah and turned her head in his direction taking her eyes completely off the road. "Spec you are not going to beat me. I mean I have pretty much been owning you since you were sixteen or so, it's not going to change now. I taught you how to drive because no one else would." She was not going to run him off the road. Once they had arrived at the track she cut the car off and waited. "I can do this." "Well I hope so," the voice of her mother came from around the corner. She looked up. "I brought the cago," she said pointing to Cae. "Micah said he was on the way is he not here yet?" She turned towards Cae and spoke. "I was thinking about what you said about memories and such and you're right. When my dad died it hurt and then it stopped hurting as much because Micah and I came up with a plan. We sat down with my aunt and my mom and we decided that before I could take my father's place we needed a key." The bike finally pulled in and he shrugged as he cut the engine off and he finally spoke. "Trove we need to talk but first I'm going to be honest. There's this lady and I owe her ears not yours but just someone's. Anyway how are things and yes to the plan." His leg shook a little bit. "You want in?" He looked down at his leg and it stopped as he shook his head and turned out facing the track. "It was not the way I planned but we are finally here and I don't want to leave you in the middle of what I know is just going to be a grand gesture of a memory but I can't force your hand." He had thought about it and he hated the fact that he still could not read her but maybe it was the fact that he did not know how the whole memory thing worked he just knew she was Trove and much like him, she was not made from two people but simply created for what he thought might be more. Exceptional, just like him. "I don't hear them anymore the whispers if that helps your decision." Cae Mire
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Post by Deleted on Mar 21, 2019 1:38:23 GMT
She firstly turned her attention to Decipher and away from this track. "Be smart about this" she said to herself as she stared at him. "Ears?" she said as she swallowed and then let out a sigh of relief. She watched as Cici and the blonde spoke. "That's Parker over there with the I'm assuming princess of the underworld considering what Cici said and we're on a dead man's race track." She closed her eyes. She had to tune everything out because she wanted a good memory to help her make this decision. Though she did not go anywhere her mind was so flooded with vivid memories that she just needed a little help picking out the good from the bad sometimes. She opened one eye and locked it with that of the blonde. "Parker a second?" The blonde walked over and stood between her and Micah and she was actually relieved as she spoke. "Caedara would you like a song?". She felt her tattoo began to itch but she spoke still remaining steady in her position. "Yes mam. Just a soft melody please. No longer than one minute also if that is fine." She nodded as she began to softly sing making sure to stay in between the two. As she sung the notes slowly began to show along her arms lighting up along the way. As the young lady watched them she spoke to Micah but she never took her eyes off of the musical notes along the woman's body. The minute eased on by and she slightly bowed as the woman made her way back over to and turned her attention towards Micah. "That's good about the voices at least. Progress is better than regression." She reached out and put her hands on his shoulders because something about this kid said evil to her but he had always told her that they could be heroes but this whole thing screamed that something was off. "Well I have always wanted an ace up my sleeve so I guess I am reluctantly in." Parker on the other hand just watched as she looked up at her daughter and nodded. "Come on Decipher we need to tell Faye it's working." She did not even notice that they left because she needed to stay focused so she spoke to him. "So Micah?" Memory locked as she looked out at the track and removed her hands. She felt like it had been forever though in reality it had only been a few months. "Full speed ahead?" Micah Nottingham
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